So starting a blog in 2014 feels a little like buying a Walkman in 1994. Or like saying you're into the band Dispatch in 2002. And I fully acknowledge that I might be just on the wrong side of history here. I mean, who reads blogs anymore, anyway? (Um, I do.) Even in an infinite space like the internet, it seems like there really just isn't room for one more flibbertigibbety food/mommy/photography/home/style blog. And yet... Hi! Here I am.
I do find it strange that when I think about my reasons for wanting to start a blog, it's usually some sort of version of "I want a record of the things my family experiences," which is odd because I could just keep a file on my computer with a journal and some photos, or even do it oldschool style and keep a written diary. So I guess the modification is, "I want a record of the things my family experiences and I want other people to read about these experiences." But why? Does every blogger secretly think that their life is slightly more interesting/stylish/wholesome/funny than the average person's and therefore worth broadcasting? Maybe. Or maybe it's about connecting with a community of readers? Or hoping for a book deal? Or lots and lots and lots of money? I mean, that's what it's all about, right? "I want a record of the things my family experiences and I want other people to read about these experiences and then offer me lots and lots of money to write about the stuff I do every day." That pretty much sums it up.
So stay tuned. There's more to come including: What it's like to strip wallpaper endlessly! How to feed a baby a banana! Mud season in Maine! (Advertisers, publishers, Target, you can contact me at libby (dot) irwin (at) gmail (dot) com to discuss the money you'd like to pay me.)
(photo from The Daily Mail)
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